Connie: No! You can't leave us Rhyan. I get pulled out of the kitchen unnoticed. MDot: C'mon Torres, let's go. *Flings Mitchie over his shoulder, walks towards Camp Star meeting with the rest of his group they place Mitchie in the music room in Camp Star* Connie: Mitchie needs to say- *Notices Mitchie gone* MITCHIE? MITCHIE!
Connie: Rhyan if you see Mitchie... Nevermind. Cmon kiddo. Some Camp Rock hugs before you go! *Hugs Rhyan*
Connie: Oh... ** Shes with Tom now I believe... Nice lad. She brought him to meet me just this morning. ~Meanwhile~ "Let me go!" MDot: Mitchie we're gonna win. "No your not!"
MDot: Well Rhyan. Tell her yourself. *Grins, moving to the side showing Mitchie tied up* "Okay now this really is sick!"